I went and saw American Ballet Theater II on Wednesday. It was a beautiful performance.
From the website we read this about the company:
ABT II is a small classical company of fourteenth young dancers of outstanding potential. In its fourteenth season, ABT II prepares these dancers to enter American Ballet Theatre and provides opportunities for the emergence of new and established choreographers and composers. Through national performances, lecture-demonstrations and academic residencies, ABT II brings the excitement of close contact with a professional company into communities around the country. The dancers (ages 16-20) are handpicked from around the world by the artistic staff of American Ballet Theatre. ABT II dancers will train in the program before joining American Ballet Theatre’s main Company or other leading national and international professional companies.
One of the dancers trained at Washington School of Ballet. It's strange to think she's taken classes from my same teachers. She went to Kirov for awhile and now she's with ABT II (but remember she's only 18).
I haven't been to a professional ballet performance in a long time. I think this is due to the fact that every since not dancing anymore, watching other dancers gives me high anxiety. My body would tense up completely for the entire performance as I know exactly the exertion that their bodies are undergoing. I also think I felt a certain amount of depression, because I was so involved in that world and I'm sad that I don't feel the art and beauty that dance brings anymore and probably also sad because I know my body physically won't do what I had trained it to do anymore.
However, the bottom line was and is this: I was good, but I wasn't that good, and I also am happy to have the gospel in my life, which is almost an impossible thing to have in "that world." After stopping right before my senior year I went into full depression mode -- not knowing how to deal with the weight I was putting on. Freshman year at BYU I sprained one ankle to be followed a week later by the other (one ankle was in a ballet class, and the other was just outside - I probably didn't know how to deal with this new body I had which was much heavier, and the time off had made my ankles weak). I started dancing more (gradually) and BYU allowed me to take classes with the company without technically being in the company. Even after my mission I returned to occasionally take classes with the company and was actually really skinny at the time. And now here we are in 2008, and I haven't taken a class since probably early 2004. I work out all the time, and I know that my muscles could do a lot of what they used to, but will I eventually lose all of the ballet training I've had? I'm hoping not, because wouldn't that mean it was all a waste? Ballet is wonderful and beautiful, but also stressful and somewhat debilitating as you are never good enough. I think I missed out on a lot of my childhood because of it. Did all my parents' money go to waste?
Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those I love, I can: all of them make me laugh. --W.H. Auden
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Golden Lines
So, in this book, Dr. Cyndi Giorgis, and Dr. Nancy Johnson describe "when literature and literacy intersect" or in other words how to use quality literature to create good readers and writers, and it also addresses promoting inquiry. One of the authors is the professor I worked for last year when overseeing the manuscript review process for the Journal of Children's Literature. So, I actually had a hand in choosing some of the literature that is referenced in the new edition of The Wonder of it All.
So, in the book, the authors discuss a belief given by very well known Louise Rosenblatt that meaning is created through the interaction between reader and text. They suggest "teaching readers how to attend to the language, the format, the ideas, and even the phrasing and word choice an author uses." They suggest teaching students how to choose "golden lines" and emphasize it as a way to attend to author's craft. Some suggestions are given for choosing golden lines, and I'll include them here:
Select a passage, phrase, or sentence that:
And here's the golden line given to me by my good friend Loree awhile ago (I've been meaning to blog about this for awhile)... "Las Vegas is full of white trash Mormons."*
Now I don't want to be offensive, but this line is "golden" to me in many ways. For one thing, about a year to a year and a 1/2 into living in Vegas I was expressing to my good friend Elise (who is from middle of nowhere Nevada -- near Carson City) my complete confusion as to the people I was interacting with here in Vegas. And she says to me "Meredith, what did you expect? You moved to Nevada! Nevada is full of white trash!" So, Loree's line connected with something somebody else had said to me, it made me laugh, made me wonder, made me sad, made me stop and think, is descriptive, and it connects with my life.
I love golden lines. I love people who expose me to golden lines on a regular basis whether it be in print or oral language.
*Disclaimer: We ALL know that some Las Vegans are not white trash. Let's not speak in absolutes.
So, in the book, the authors discuss a belief given by very well known Louise Rosenblatt that meaning is created through the interaction between reader and text. They suggest "teaching readers how to attend to the language, the format, the ideas, and even the phrasing and word choice an author uses." They suggest teaching students how to choose "golden lines" and emphasize it as a way to attend to author's craft. Some suggestions are given for choosing golden lines, and I'll include them here:
Select a passage, phrase, or sentence that:
- is very descriptive (helps you see, smell, feel, taste, hear something in the book/story)
- sounds poetic
- connects with your life
- connects with another book
- makes you wonder
- makes you laugh
- makes you sad or upset
- makes you stop and think
- is your favorite part
Don't forget to include the page number at the end of your selected passage (put it in parentheses)
Now, in saying all the above I would like to contend that we are hit with golden lines frequently in our lives, but we often don't slow down to really ponder them and absorb them.And here's the golden line given to me by my good friend Loree awhile ago (I've been meaning to blog about this for awhile)... "Las Vegas is full of white trash Mormons."*
Now I don't want to be offensive, but this line is "golden" to me in many ways. For one thing, about a year to a year and a 1/2 into living in Vegas I was expressing to my good friend Elise (who is from middle of nowhere Nevada -- near Carson City) my complete confusion as to the people I was interacting with here in Vegas. And she says to me "Meredith, what did you expect? You moved to Nevada! Nevada is full of white trash!" So, Loree's line connected with something somebody else had said to me, it made me laugh, made me wonder, made me sad, made me stop and think, is descriptive, and it connects with my life.
I love golden lines. I love people who expose me to golden lines on a regular basis whether it be in print or oral language.
*Disclaimer: We ALL know that some Las Vegans are not white trash. Let's not speak in absolutes.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Highlights of my trip back east.
Since, we are now already into October, this post is long overdue (I was back east Aug. 7 - Aug. 24), but I still want to define these highlights:
1. Seeing Mamma Mia with Ann (I really did love this movie) and kind of want to be in it.
2. Going to Deep Creek...waterskiing, tubing, canoeing with the family, and having some time to catch up with my cousin Ariel (who is almost 40 has 7 kids and I don't know when I've had a real conversation with her, but we have some fundamental similarities in our personalities - we both danced/performed a lot when we were young, are teachers, love literature and the field of education and I think she understands what it's like to be "older" and single and a member of the church since she's talked to her sister who is in this position a good amount about it).
3. Catching up with Ann and Jenny at the Johnson's. It's always fun to get together with these girls, and to see Paige and Woody, and Mark and Justin. It really is kind of amazing to think about the fact that Paige and Woody have seen us grow up along with their children. They are great people, and it's meaningful to me to have them in my life. Woody exclaims, "Wow! It's just amazing how grown up you girls are! I mean you are really women now!" Yes, thanks, Woody.
4. Seeing my adorable neices and nephew. Steph and Aaron were still living with my parents at this time and waiting for the renovations on their new house to be done. We played on the trampoline pretending to do ninja and be gold medalists in the Olympics, made cookies, and just ran around the house. It was so fun to spend time with them, and I'm already anticipating seeing them again.
1. Seeing Mamma Mia with Ann (I really did love this movie) and kind of want to be in it.
2. Going to Deep Creek...waterskiing, tubing, canoeing with the family, and having some time to catch up with my cousin Ariel (who is almost 40 has 7 kids and I don't know when I've had a real conversation with her, but we have some fundamental similarities in our personalities - we both danced/performed a lot when we were young, are teachers, love literature and the field of education and I think she understands what it's like to be "older" and single and a member of the church since she's talked to her sister who is in this position a good amount about it).
3. Catching up with Ann and Jenny at the Johnson's. It's always fun to get together with these girls, and to see Paige and Woody, and Mark and Justin. It really is kind of amazing to think about the fact that Paige and Woody have seen us grow up along with their children. They are great people, and it's meaningful to me to have them in my life. Woody exclaims, "Wow! It's just amazing how grown up you girls are! I mean you are really women now!" Yes, thanks, Woody.
4. Seeing my adorable neices and nephew. Steph and Aaron were still living with my parents at this time and waiting for the renovations on their new house to be done. We played on the trampoline pretending to do ninja and be gold medalists in the Olympics, made cookies, and just ran around the house. It was so fun to spend time with them, and I'm already anticipating seeing them again.
5. Going to my old school. It's always so fun to go see my old kids (who'll be in first grade next year!) and that they still remember me and want me to be their teacher. This boy is not one of my old students, but I just got to know him and his parents well which teaching there. They were in Vegas a couple months ago and we went to see the tigers and lions at the Mirage. He's adorable.
6. Running in the neighborhood. I love running in our neighborhood. It brings back so many memories of my childhood, and it helps that beautiful houses have now been built in the neighborhood, so it's such a picturesque run. I run by the new Johnson's home, and think of them; I run by the Dolls and think of babysitting the kids; I run by the Keating's old house and think of bus rides flirting with Chip (Frank Keating was considered as a VP pick for McCain); I run by the Scalia's and think of Meg and the last horribly embarrassing incident when I was in the Scalia's home (I'll blog about it soon...look for the title "Running Mishaps"); and I think of the Swintons as I run by their old mission president's home).
It was a good trip. And now I'm just back in Vegas for a two more month long-haul and then I'll be done and free.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Barack, and well, just all of them
So, I'm putting aside my grading to create a post, which I began formulating while rollarblading this morning.
I was forwarded an email this morning about some apparent quotes taken from the books Barack has written. I do hesitate to include this because I do doubt the authenticity; however, I'm only inserting it to discuss some issues to follow. My brother-in-law forwarded some more trustworthy data to be found at: http://www.factcheck.org/askfactcheck/did_obama_write_that_he_would_stand.html
From Dreams of My Father: 'I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela.'
From Audacity of Hope: 'I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.'
After all of that these are the thoughts and questions I have...
First this, I want to know what percentage of blacks are NOT voting for Obama.
Last weekend a black girl (I'd honestly say no more than 25 years old) arrives at my house asking if I'm registered to vote (I am, but in Virginia). She asks if I've decided who I'm voting for and I said I hadn't. She then asks me how I feel about the last 8 years or the price of oil. So, in response I say, "Well, I don't feel like I know enough about what's been going on to really make an informed opinion about how I feel about what's been going on the last eight years." And, my thought, as she is asking me this, "Is how in the hell do you have any idea what's been going on for the past 8 years. You were 17 years old 8 years ago, most likely worrying about what party you were going to that weekend. I also mentioned that maybe the problem isn't the cost of oil, but the fact that we use too much of it. It's only then that I see her huge truck parked on our street (I actually pointed to it, because I saw it, but only then realized it must be hers).
I actually feel incredibly fine about my life the last 8 years. Now, I realize I have huge advantages that some people haven't had. However, I also don't see how the economy, war, and etc., etc. really could be affecting this girl.
With that said, I've been reading Lies My Teacher Told Me (I have to), which takes a very liberal stance on pretty much everything (Columbus, American Revolution, Civil Rights, and more I haven't gotten to yet) and thinking a lot about racism in the United States. Blacks are angry, and I think they are rightfully so. The effects of racism are so incredibly hurtful and debilitating, and I don't think we've come far enough. I think there's a very high liklihood blacks will vote for Obama strictly because he is black. Maybe having a black President would help race relations and equality.
Now, I just finished watching the V.P. debates, and let me just say that I LIKE Sarah Palin. There I did it. I trust her and I trust her judgement. I don't think I trust Obama. He seems to propose drastic measures to improve the state of middle-class America, but once in office I don't believe he'll be able to do it. I also doubt his judgement on foreign policy and the war.
Okay, that's all I have to say.
I was forwarded an email this morning about some apparent quotes taken from the books Barack has written. I do hesitate to include this because I do doubt the authenticity; however, I'm only inserting it to discuss some issues to follow. My brother-in-law forwarded some more trustworthy data to be found at: http://www.factcheck.org/askfactcheck/did_obama_write_that_he_would_stand.html
From Dreams of My Father: 'I ceased to advertise my mother's race at the age of 12 or 13, when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'I found a solace in nursing a pervasive sense of grievance and animosity against my mother's race.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'There was something about him that made me wary, a little too sure of himself, maybe. And white.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'It remained necessary to prove which side you were on, to show your loyalty to the black masses, to strike out and name names.'
From Dreams of My Father: 'I never emulate white men and brown men whose fates didn't speak to my own. It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela.'
From Audacity of Hope: 'I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.'
After all of that these are the thoughts and questions I have...
First this, I want to know what percentage of blacks are NOT voting for Obama.
Last weekend a black girl (I'd honestly say no more than 25 years old) arrives at my house asking if I'm registered to vote (I am, but in Virginia). She asks if I've decided who I'm voting for and I said I hadn't. She then asks me how I feel about the last 8 years or the price of oil. So, in response I say, "Well, I don't feel like I know enough about what's been going on to really make an informed opinion about how I feel about what's been going on the last eight years." And, my thought, as she is asking me this, "Is how in the hell do you have any idea what's been going on for the past 8 years. You were 17 years old 8 years ago, most likely worrying about what party you were going to that weekend. I also mentioned that maybe the problem isn't the cost of oil, but the fact that we use too much of it. It's only then that I see her huge truck parked on our street (I actually pointed to it, because I saw it, but only then realized it must be hers).
I actually feel incredibly fine about my life the last 8 years. Now, I realize I have huge advantages that some people haven't had. However, I also don't see how the economy, war, and etc., etc. really could be affecting this girl.
With that said, I've been reading Lies My Teacher Told Me (I have to), which takes a very liberal stance on pretty much everything (Columbus, American Revolution, Civil Rights, and more I haven't gotten to yet) and thinking a lot about racism in the United States. Blacks are angry, and I think they are rightfully so. The effects of racism are so incredibly hurtful and debilitating, and I don't think we've come far enough. I think there's a very high liklihood blacks will vote for Obama strictly because he is black. Maybe having a black President would help race relations and equality.
Now, I just finished watching the V.P. debates, and let me just say that I LIKE Sarah Palin. There I did it. I trust her and I trust her judgement. I don't think I trust Obama. He seems to propose drastic measures to improve the state of middle-class America, but once in office I don't believe he'll be able to do it. I also doubt his judgement on foreign policy and the war.
Okay, that's all I have to say.
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